Unwritten Mates
The cold stung, but it wasn't enough to jolt me out of this nightmare.
Because this wasn't a nightmare.
It was real.
Werewolves.
Ethan, the guy I trusted, the guy I—God, I didn't even know anymore—was a freaking werewolf. And Luca? The guy who'd spent weeks tormenting me, confusing me, messing with my head?
Also a werewolf.
My heart slammed against my ribs. I wanted to throw up.
What did that make me? Some kind of joke? Their prey?
The snapping of a twig behind me shattered my spiraling thoughts. My head whipped around, heart lodged in my throat. I expected to see them—Ethan, Luca, or, God forbid, both.
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